The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

The carriage passed through the bustling streets of the capital unhurriedly. In the carriage, Mu Zhiming covered his lips with his right hand and yawned one after another.

Wen Heyin: "Master, did you not rest last night?"

Mu Zhiming rubbed the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes: "I didn't sleep well in the first half of the night, but I rested well in the second half of the night."

Wen Heyin remembered seeing Gu Heyan and Mu Zhiming having breakfast together this morning, her face flushed instantly: "Oh... oh... Young Master, pay attention to your body, um, your body."

"Why pay attention to your body?" Mu Zhiming looked at Wen Heyin suspiciously, and suddenly understood, pinching Wen Heyin's face dumbfounded, "What are you thinking? Where do these messy thoughts come from?"

Wen Heyin was so pinched that he couldn't speak clearly: "Shao Ye, Teng, lightly click, I'm just lying down and thinking about it."

Mu Zhiming let go and rubbed his face for him.

"Hey, what happened to your wrist, young master?" Wen Heyin pointed to the faint blue mark on Mu Zhiming's right wrist.

"Huh? Wrist?" Mu Zhiming looked at his wrist, and the scene of Gu Heyan clamping his hands yesterday, pressing him firmly on the bed and kissing him instantly appeared in his mind.

"Cough, cough cough." Mu Zhiming, who had taught Wen Heyin a lesson just now, forcibly suppressed the urge to hide his face due to embarrassment, pretended nothing happened, and pretended to be calm, "I don't know, what's going on, I also I don’t know why the wrist is like this, if you don’t tell me, I haven’t noticed it yet.”

Wen Heyin: "Oh..."

After Wen Heyin no longer paid attention to his wrist, Mu Zhiming quickly pulled down his sleeve to cover the mark, and gently rubbed his left hand through the sleeve, trying to rub the bruise away. At this moment, the careful Mu Zhiming Suddenly noticed something.

The marks on the wrist of his left hand are barely visible.

Mu Zhiming pressed his wrists together for comparison, then raised his head and asked, "Ayin, you said earlier that General Gu's right hand was injured, is that true?"

"Yes." Wen Heyin nodded.

Mu Zhiming: "Is the general's right hand healed?"

Wen Heyin: "Ah? You've recovered. I don't think there's anything unusual about the general's right hand."

Mu Zhiming was thoughtful: "Really..."

Wen Heyin: "Master, why do you ask such a question?"

Mu Zhiming shook his head: "Suddenly remembered, just ask casually."

While speaking, the carriage had arrived at the loft of Qianji Pavilion.

Qianji Pavilion came to the capital this time with the intention of making a name for itself, so it brought a lot of interesting and exquisite mechanism objects and put them on display on the first floor of Qianji Pavilion for guests to watch.

Hearing that Mu Zhiming had arrived, Mo Huai greeted him enthusiastically: "Brother Mu!"

"Brother Mo." Mu Zhiming smiled and saluted.

Mo Huai led Mu Zhiming to the quiet room on the second floor of the attic, and treated him with cakes and tea. Mu Zhiming handed the ancient book he found to Mo Huai. Interesting!"

Mu Zhiming sighed sadly: "It's a pity that there are too many broken pages in this book. It is difficult to recover those delicate mechanisms that did not record the production process." He said, picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to the bored Wen Crane sound.

Mo Huai shook the book in his hand, and asked: "About this book, which institution does Brother Mu impress the most?"

Mu Zhiming said: "The wooden kite on page 30 of No. [-] is recorded in the book. It is shaped like a roc with wings, can fly tens of meters in the air, and throw hidden weapons. I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I still can't figure out how to make it. "

Hearing this, Mo Huai turned to page No. 30 of the ancient book, put his thumb and index finger against his chin to read for a while, and suddenly said: "This is similar to our Feiluan in Qianji Pavilion."

"Oh?" Mu Zhiming was very interested, "Brother Mo, tell me in detail."

Mo Huai said: "Our flying phoenix in Qianji Pavilion is also shaped like a flying bird. It can fly into the sky without landing for three days and three nights. The difference is that the flying phoenix cannot throw hidden weapons. If Brother Mu is interested, do you want to come and see with me. "

"Okay!" Mu Zhiming was so excited that he answered quickly.

"Brother Mu, please follow me." Mo Huai stood up and led the way for Mu Zhiming and Wen Heyin.

The three of them walked out of the quiet room and walked along the railing of the attic. Mu Zhiming and Mo Huai walked side by side, joking and chatting. Suddenly, Mu Zhiming glanced downstairs inadvertently. step.

"Huh? What's the matter, brother Mu?" Mo Huai stopped and followed his gaze suspiciously.

From the second floor of the attic, the spacious hall can be seen at a glance. The guests in twos and threes are watching the exquisite mechanism made by Qianji Pavilion. Several guards of Qianji Pavilion are standing guard on the spot, and there is nothing special about it.

"Huh?" Wen Heyin said, "Isn't that man General Gu? Young Master, is it General Gu?" He raised his head to confirm with Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming nodded: "Yes, Mr. Pei is also here."

Mo Huai: "General Gu, which General Gu? Could it be the Great General Yubayashi, Gu Heyan?" When it came to guessing, Mo Huai was suddenly agitated.

Wen Heyin: "Yes, that's him."

Mo Huai made no secret of his admiration: "My God, when he was 17 years old, it took him only three months to quell the war in northern Xinjiang and regain the three cities that were invaded by Gouji cavalry, which made Xiaoxiao tremble. , General Gu will do his part!"

The hustle and bustle upstairs is unknown downstairs.

Pei Hantang pulled Gu Heyan to look at the objects in the hall, he asked Gu Heyan: "Yuyi, this wooden fan that can move by itself is very interesting, what do you think?"

Gu Heyan was a little absent-minded, looking around.

"Who are you looking for!" Pei Hantang raised his hand in front of his eyes, shaking it up and down.

Gu Heyan looked at Pei Hantang: "Mu Zhiming."

"Master Hou?" Pei Hantang asked, "Why is Master Hou here?"

Gu Heyan: "He is visiting a friend today, I guess he should also be in this Qianji Pavilion."

Pei Hantang shouted: "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Gu Heyan: "What's wrong?"

Pei Hantang: "Surprise! Brother! Do you know what surprise means?! Don't you just give him something as a surprise? If you really meet Lord Hou, don't say that you came to buy things for him ,Do you understand?"

Gu Heyan: "Yes, I see."

He just finished speaking, and a voice came from afar: "He Yan!"

Gu Heyan suddenly turned his head to look, his eyes fixed on Mu Zhiming's body, his eyes widened slightly, as bright as a bright moon.

Pei Hantang also saw Wen Heyin, and immediately smiled, and leaned over to embrace Wen Heyin's shoulder: "Little thing, isn't it a coincidence?"

Wen Heyin: "Why are you here?"

Pei Hantang hugged people closely, and acted affectionately: "It doesn't matter why I am here, what is important is that we are destined to meet thousands of miles away, we can cross the same boat for a hundred years, we can sleep together for a thousand years..."

Wen Heyin covered his mouth and glared at him.

Pei Hantang was skinny and shameless, sticking out his tongue to lick the palm of his hand.

Wen Heyin withdrew her hand in a panic, clenched her palms into fists because of embarrassment and anger, and wanted to punch Pei Hantang on the stomach.

Pei Hantang quickly grabbed his wrist to stop him from moving, smiling.

On the other side, just as Mu Zhiming stood still in front of Gu Heyan, Mo Huai suddenly took a step past him and leaned in front of Gu Heyan, blocking Mu Zhiming with his whole body, making Gu Heyan stunned.

"Are you, are you General Gu Heyan?" Mo Huai danced excitedly.

Gu Heyan walked around Mo Huai calmly and stood beside Mu Zhiming: "Yes."

Mo Huai's eyes were glued to Gu Heyan's body: "I don't know why General Gu is here to visit Qianji Pavilion? Is there anything I can do to help?"

Although Pei Hantang was teasing the sound of the crane, his ears were pricked up. Hearing Mo Huai's question, he was afraid that Gu Heyan would slip up, so he rushed to answer: "I have heard the name of Qianji Pavilion for a long time, so I came here for a visit."

"The general is here, and it's full of splendor." Mo Huai said boldly, "If the general takes a fancy to the items in Qianji Pavilion, just take them away! You're welcome!"

Gu Heyan was puzzled: "You are?"

Mo Huai talked stupidly for a long time, his mouth was dry, but he forgot to report his family name.

Mu Zhiming smiled and said: "He Yan, this is the young master of Qianji Pavilion, Mo Huai."

Mo Huai nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, Brother Mu, you and General Gu are friends, aren't you?"

Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan said in unison: "Not friends."

After the words fell, both of them were stunned and looked at each other.

"Ah?" Mo Huai was confused, "Aren't you friends? But I think the two of you are very close."

Mu Zhiming curled his lips into a smile, and said generously: "He Yan is my husband."

Gu Heyan: "..." His face was calm, but his earlobes turned red a little.

"What? Husband?" Mo Huai was dumbfounded. He calmed down for a moment, and said clearly, "I heard that the people in the capital are good, and there are sensible marriages. It really is so."

Mu Zhiming smiled and nodded slightly.

"General Gu, brother Mu is about to go with me to see a mechanism named 'Flying Luan'. I wonder if the general is interested in coming to see it?" Mo Huai warmly invited.

Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan got very close, their arms touched his arm vaguely, Mu Zhiming said with a smile: "Let's go and have a look together."

Just as Gu Heyan was about to nod his head, Pei Hantang suddenly rushed over, grinning and cupped his fists, "Thank you, Young Pavilion Master, but Yu Yi and I have something to do, so I won't go and see it with you, right?" Pei Hantang looked at Gu Heyan He Yan, wink at him.

Gu Heyan: "...Yes."

Mo Huai regretted: "It's such a coincidence."

"It's okay, there's a next time. There's a lot of time and more opportunities." Pei Hantang grabbed Gu Heyan's arm and pulled him away, for fear that if Mu Zhiming opened his mouth, even a few cows wouldn't be able to move him, " Lord Hou, Young Pavilion Master, let's take our leave first, take our leave!"

"You two, go slowly!" Mo Huai shouted at the backs of them leaving in a hurry, and then turned to look at Mu Zhiming, "Brother Mu, let's go see Feiluan."

Mu Zhiming withdrew his gaze from looking at Gu Heyan's back, and nodded: "Okay, Brother Lao Mo will lead the way."

At the time of You, the shadows were long in the evening, and Mu Zhiming returned to Mu Mansion just in time for dinner, so he and Gu Heyan had dinner in the wing room.

Mu Zhiming picked up the chopsticks and found that there was something wrong with today's dishes.

It's not right, but it's actually an extra plate of Jiyuezhai's sweet-scented osmanthus and tuckahoe cake.

Mu Zhiming's eyes were bent into crescents, he looked at Gu Heyan, and asked with a smile, "Did you buy it?"

Gu Heyan didn't expect Mu Zhiming to notice it immediately, he paused the hand holding the vegetables, and nodded.

Mu Zhiming picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite, only to feel that it was soft and delicious, and the sweetness overflowed his lips and tongue. Mu Zhiming swallowed the sugar cake in his mouth and laughed softly.

Gu Heyan did not expect Mu Zhiming to be so happy, looking at him without blinking.

Mu Zhiming said: "Let the general see a joke, I just thought of something suddenly."

Gu Heyan: "What?"

Mu Zhiming smiled and said: "When I was only six or seven years old, I loved Jiyuezhai's sweet-scented osmanthus and tuckahoe cakes very much. At that time, the pheasants were ignorant, and after eating the cakes greedily, they didn't want to take another bite for dinner, so my mother made a decision. According to the rules, no one is allowed to give me cakes for dinner. When I was young, I often thought, if someone is willing to give me sweet-scented osmanthus and tuckahoe cakes for dinner, I will stay with that person for the rest of my life and never leave. "

Gu Heyan was quiet for a moment, then asked: "Does this still count?"

"Well, it counts." After Mu Zhiming said, he stuffed the remaining sweet-scented osmanthus tuckahoe cake into his mouth, and ate it with his cheeks slightly puffed up. His smile was like the warm wind blowing around Fangyin in March, so that Gu Heyan didn't drink. Green ants are drunk.